Narrow
Sometimes I wonder if I'm the only one who walks this way. You are not my everything. Oh, how I want You to be. This isn't Your fault, but mine. I struggle to keep You at the centre of my everything, to carve out just a bit of time to give You. I have this deep need to love You. I believe in You with everything I am. I can't stop it, I am compelled. But how I struggle with my flesh. There are times when I don't think I want to move beyond this place. It's one of blissful ignorance. Or so I choose to stubbornly, foolishly believe. Truth is, I can't sit here and remain unmoved. You, Redeemer, are constantly pulling everything forward, in a direction of restoration, not stagnation. But You do not force me. You woo me with Your love. You show up in wonderful moments of clarity, gloriously to my surprise. The song You've sung into my heart from my earliest remembrances of knowing You is found in unexpected places. I am o